flstandardbreds Chapter 111 Don’t sell your house for me, it’s not worth it
Chapter 111 Don’t sell your house for me, it’s not worth it
Zhang Xiang was speechless for a moment:
"You still want a loan? What the hell are you thinking?
Actually, I'm just taking you for a walk. Where can you afford 5000 yuan?
I just thought it was a good deal, but I didn’t like the style.”
Lin Panpan looked at him and said, "Don't worry. Why can't I come up with 5000 yuan? Don't underestimate me! There's always room for maneuver."
"You...where are you going to squeeze in? You're supposed to collect scrap metal? You won't be able to collect them all even in your next life." Zhang Xiang said lightly.
Lin Panpan snorted coldly and said, "Just make sure these things are returned to me intact. I'll figure out the rest of the money myself."
"They need this house urgently and it must be completed within 10 days," said Zhang Xiang.
Lin Panpan looked at him and said, "Why don't you buy this house?"
"Where do I get so much cash? All my money is tied up in the goods.
Winter is coming soon, and I've bought a lot of cotton, but I don't have a penny left." Zhang Xiang is a good investor, and usually uses his money to buy food and various supplies.
Some supplies must be purchased in advance, like this year's cotton, so that he can sell it at a high price when the weather gets cold.
He could also sell it to the factory at a high price, so he didn't have much working capital, otherwise he would have bought the house himself.
Lin Panpan nodded and said, "Then let's go to the study and take a look. This courtyard is really nice. I..."
Then I heard the sound of things being smashed outside: "Give me a cigarette, give me a cigarette quickly, or I will kill you... Wuuwuwu... Mom, I need money, give me money quickly..."
Lin Panpan frowned, and Zhang Xiang frowned and said, "The urge to smoke has come back again. This bastard is really tired of living. He dares to smoke anything."
How could this be a smoking addiction? This is clearly...
The man rushed towards the living room like a madman. Lin Panpan kicked him and held him down, saying, "Zhang Xiang, come over and help!"
Zhang Xiang pushed him down and slapped him in the face, saying, "Ren Guangming, are you crazy?"
Ren Guangming opened his eyes and drooled, "Brother Xiang, kill me! I can't take it anymore, I feel so uncomfortable!"
Zhang Xiang looked at him and said:
"What are you talking about? Am I not trying to help you find a solution?"
Tell me how you could get involved with this stuff! It's deadly!"
Ren Guangming's face turned pale as paper in an instant, and beads of sweat the size of beans rolled down from his forehead and nose, soaking his clothes in a moment.
His teeth chattered uncontrollably, making a rattling sound, and a painful groan came from his throat.
His legs twitched uncontrollably, and he rolled back and forth on the ground, knocking over objects around him.
Ren Guangming's mother rushed over and burst into tears:
"Why on earth? How could you get involved with that? How are we supposed to survive? Aren't you trying to kill us?
Oh my God! What sins did I commit in my past life?
Guangming, you weren't like this before. You were obedient and sensible, woo woo woo..."
Ren Guangming was shaking all over and said, "Mom...don't...don't cry...I'm not worth it. Don't sell the house for me. It's not worth it."
Ren Guangming's mother's face was filled with pain:
"If you don't sell the house, how are you going to pay off your debts with those few thousand dollars? This is all we have left, wuwuwu..."
Guangming, if you just quit this, we can sell this house, right?
Zhang Xiang hugged Ren Guangming, and Ren Guangming's teeth were chattering:
"Brother Xiang, I... I'm afraid I won't be able to survive. If I die... I'll leave my mother to you.
I got scammed by my dad and that bastard. They tricked me back and fed me this stuff.
He just wants to take over all of my grandfather's property after I die.
You...you sell this house, pay off my debt, and send my mother to the countryside. They will never let my mother go."
Zhang Xiang's eyes were red with anger: "I'll chop them up with a knife. They're a family of beasts. How dare they do that?"
"Don't... don't do it for me..."
Lin Panpan coughed and said, "Can you let me say a few words? I know how to give acupuncture. Can you let me try?"
Zhang Xiang looked at her and asked, "You can give acupuncture? Do you also know medical skills?"
"This... I know a little bit, but I've never tried it seriously on anyone. I know there is a way that can cure his disease. Do you want to try it?" Lin Panpan looked at them seriously.
Anyway, this guy won't live long, so it's a good opportunity for her to practice. In fact, she already remembered the acupuncture points very clearly and had practiced with pork several times, but she had never given acupuncture seriously.
Seeing that Ren Guangming was about to die, she wanted to give it a try.
"Zha, please save my son. I know you want this house. If you can really save him... I'll give it to you.
I...I mean what I say. As long as you can save him, I'm willing to do anything." The woman knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times.
Lin Panpan quickly moved away and said:
"This person hasn't been saved yet? Don't hold your hopes too high. I'm just doing my best.
Because I have read about this disease in a medical book, I will have to wait until I put it into practice to know whether it is useful or not.
Zhang Xiang, carry him to the bed inside and tie his hands and feet."
Zhang Xiang was extremely anxious. He hugged Ren Guangming and hurriedly walked into the door.
Lin Panpan quickly opened her bag, revealing the neatly arranged silver needles inside. She turned to Zhang Xiang and said anxiously, "Go get some hot water, I want it freshly boiled."
Ren Guangming's mother fought back tears and quickly responded, "I'll go fight!"
After a while, she hurried back with a basin of steaming hot water.
Lin Panpan carefully put all the silver needles into boiling water. After they were disinfected, she slowly recalled the methods recorded in the medical books.
I saw this method in a medical book I picked up in the mountains. Acupuncture and medicine are both indispensable.
She calmed down and carefully recalled the acupuncture points needed, then slowly picked up a silver needle and gently inserted it into Ren Guangming's acupuncture point.
She was concentrating, and each needle was steady and accurate. As the needle went deeper and deeper, her expression became more focused.
As the acupuncture route gradually extended to the fingers, a strange scene appeared.
Black blood began to slowly seep out from Ren Guangming's fingertips. The blood was thick and dark, like ink, with a disgusting stench.
At first, only a few drops seeped out, and then gradually gathered into a stream, slowly flowing down along the fingers, dripping onto the white cotton cloth that had been prepared below, instantly staining it black.
After a long time, Lin Panpan finally put away the needle. She was sweating profusely. She sighed and said:
"I have tried my best, but whether he can survive depends on himself.
If he can wake up today, he can get the medicine according to my prescription. He will benefit from taking it all the time."